Goldie's Three Werebears (Steamy Werebear Shifter FMMM Menage Romance)

by Nikki Wild

  "God you smell just like honey," he growled again. Maybe it was the rush of blood flowing to my head, maybe it was the dizzying height of my need that was causing me to hallucinate, but I swore I saw his face shift and slide, contorting, the muscles under his skin rearranging as the human face disappeared. I looked up to see his sharp nose angling into a snout, his voracious grin filling with razor sharp teeth. The fingernails that raked across my skin were suddenly sharp as claws.

  He was losing control.

  Fear tore through me, but with it a lurid fascination. His human skin could no longer contain the animal within. He was driven mad with desire...and so was I.

  I reached down, inching my small hand down his washboard abs, before my fingers closed around the rock hard bulge in his pants.

  He shook his head and all at once his face righted itself and once more I was staring into human eyes.

  "Say my name," he growled, his voice still that of an animal.

  "Greer," I moaned.

  He roared savagely and shoved my panties aside. I shrieked as he attacked my pussy, his slick tongue swirling around the hot flesh of my opening, lapping up and down from the base of my puckered opening all the way up to my overheated clit.

  I arched my back and grabbed the couch, fearful of falling or flying away as the ricocheting sensations whip-cracked through my body. I bucked and shrieked, grinding my hips into his face, painting his stubble with my juices.

  I felt the couch dip down, and through the haze of my pleasure, I saw Dov above me, kneeling with his belt buckle close to my face. Greer's skillful tongue drew an open mouthed gasp from my lips and as I cried out, I felt the silken skin of Dov's cockhead brush against my mouth.

  I moaned and swiped my tongue across it, tasting the pearly bead of pre-cum that had gathered there, before stretching my mouth wide to take him in.

  Greer's thick fingers sank into my pussy just as Dov's wide, thick cock invaded my mouth. I choked and gasped as the pleasure competed with the shock, only to feel another set of hands on my breasts. Bronn's tongue swirled up the smooth skin before taking the pearly bead of flesh in between his lips. Dragging his teeth lightly across the sensitive skin, he suckled upward, swirling his tongues madly before letting his tongue dance to the other side. I cried out just as Dov grabbed ahold of my hair and pulled my face down, slamming his cock right down my throat.

  I was on fire. The three of them were working me over to the point of insanity. All my thoughts had died away and I was nothing more that a tempestuous mass of pleasure and desire, sensation and ecstasy. They used me for their own, hot hand raking across my flesh leaving red marks etched across my skin. Fingers and tongues, cocks and lips; there were so many of them assaulting me all at once. I could no longer hold myself back from the brink. The orgasm bubbled up from a pinpoint and exploded outward, rushing through my body headlong as I screamed out long and loud. Hot lava coursed through my body, sending my limbs out stiffly as I clamped down on Greer's face with my lean thighs and held him there as he devoured my pussy.

  The electricity rocketed through me, leaving pins and needles in its wake. I sagged backwards away from Dov's cock, gasping for breath as my lungs filled with air, my limbs turning to jelly as I twitched and groaned.

  All three bears seemed to have been driven into a frenzy by the sight of my orgasm. I felt myself lifted into the air by three sets of rough hands. I was buffeted between their bodies as the pinched and clutched and kneaded my skin. My G-string was torn from my body, the delicate stitches popping one by one as the were flung away.

  All at once I felt myself lifted aloft, facing Bronn as he lowered us both onto the couch. I looked down to see that his huge, throbbing cock was poised at my entrance. I barely had time to inhale before he yanked my hips down forcefully, thrusting himself inside of me with one savage motion.

  I shrieked to find myself impaled on that massive cock. The tight walls of my pussy were stretched impossibly wide as they fluttered to accommodate his incredible girth. Bronn gave a low, savage roar and bit down on my shoulder as he began to move inside of me, fucking me from below so that I had no choice but to ride out his deep, penetrating thrusts.

  My thigh muscles clenched as I rode him, and my eyes rolled back in my head as I gave myself over to him. He was fucking me hard, but also with precision, his jackhammer strokes touching every part of me. Mindless pleasure was just starting to bubble up from my core when I felt a new sensation pressing against my backside.

  "What...?" I gasped as the warm oil dribbled down my back and into the cleft of my buttocks.

  "Relax," Greer's low voice was a rough command.

  I tried to twist my head around to see him, but at that moment, Dov grabbed my head, yanking my hair back and pressing his cock to my lips again. "I like your hot little mouth," he growled, shoving his cock into my throat.

  I screamed, choking around Dov's shaft as Greer pushed his way slowly, inexorably into my tight, virgin asshole. I had never been fucked like this before, not in a lifetime of being an exhibitionist. They were using me roughly, filling all my holes, the pain just as exquisite as the intense pleasure. I grunted, long and low as I felt Greer's hot, slippery cock slide further inside of me until both he and Bronn were buried balls deep into my holes.

  "Unh," I groaned in a muffled voice. I slid my tongue around Dov's cock because it was all I could do. I tried to bob my head, sliding my tongue along the shaft, but Dov would not relinquish his grip on my hair. He was fucking my face as I was sandwiched in between two massive werebears, unable to do anything but allow them to fuck me. They were in control.

  They started slowly at first, getting me used to the deep, strange pleasure of being filled so completely. But then, like some invisible signal passed between them, they began to fuck me harder, their cocks slamming into me in tandem. Greer's thick fingers delved into my ass, stretching my hole wider as he fucked me from behind. I opened my eyes to look up at Dov's contorted, snarling face as he fucked my mouth, slamming himself all the way down my throat until tears came to my eyes. Bronn was growling continuously in my ear, a long vibrating note that was the exact frequency of the buzzing need in my clit. It was all intensity, so overwhelming that my shattered nerve endings seemed to short-circuit at once. I was lost, drowning, screaming in pain and pleasure at once as I suddenly broke wide open, the sensations completely overpowering me. Wave after wave of intense, almost terrifying pleasure crashed over me, holding my head down below the waves until there was nothing but the sound of my own blood in my ears, heated to the point of boiling.

  Just as I had reached the apex of my orgasm, I felt the rough twitch of Dov's cock in my throat. I felt his thigh muscles quiver, the taut muscles of his ass bunching and quivering. I choked as his cock slammed into the back of my throat, and then I heard the loud roar of his release. He jerked his hips frantically, yanking on my hair as he pumped jet after jet of his hot seed directly down my throat. I choked and sputtered, feeling it dribble down my chin as he came so hard I felt like he would explode. His fingernails raked across my scalp and cheeks, almost claw-like in their sharpness.

  When he yanked himself free I gasped, air flooding my lungs. Without a cock in my throat I could finally give voice to the pleasure of Bronn and Greer's cocks fucking into me like jackhammers. "Holy fuck," I moaned, pressing my lips against Bronn's skin. He tasted salty and sweet and smelled like the forest.

  He wrapped his hands around my throat in response, choking me lightly as he thrust even harder. He and Greer were losing their intense synchronized rhythm now, their pleasure stealing their focus. Each one was fucking me in his own frenzied rhythm, jackhammering my holes til I felt swollen and overripe. My hands clutched at the couch, at Bronn's hair, at his shoulders, anything to give me something to hold onto as they pounded me in an animal frenzy. "God!" I screamed again as I felt Greer's cock twitch in my ass.

  He grasped my shoulders and slammed my hips down, wrenching me savagely down on his cock. With a guttu
ral cry, he pumped me full of his essence, the hot spurts painting my insides.

  When he pulled free, I felt my ass quivering in his absence. I moaned just as Bronn clutched me close, crushing me in his embrace. He surged upward, nearly splitting me in half as he drove his rock hard cock into me as far as it would go. Hot seed spilled from my pussy, the third and last hole the bears had claimed as their own.

  "Now," Bronn said, his voice a shuddery whisper, "you will dance for us."

  My whole body jerked spasmodically. Was he crazy? I was wrung out and exhausted, my pussy and asshole completely wrecked. My lips were bruised and raw and I could feel the aftershocks of multiple orgasms ricocheting though my body.

  "Goldie," Bronn whispered, his cock still inside of me. He cupped my chin and turned my face to his, brushing a rough, but tender kiss across my battered lips, "please dance for us."

  I couldn't say no, how could I say no? With trembling legs I awkwardly pushed myself to a stand, feeling my core clutch itself, the hot throbbing of my swollen pussy and as like fire between my legs. I stood up, stretching my limbs, testing my body. The marks on my skin would fade, but as I looked myself over, I started feeling like I didn't want them too.

  "Here?" I asked, looking around my tiny dressing rom. "There's no pole."

  "Do you really need one?"

  I remembered how I had clung to him, using my leg to lift me to his lips. A slow smile spread across my face, and as it did, my body's protests faded and a delicious warmth spread across my skin.

  I had their full attention again. Greer and Dov slid lazily onto the arms of the couch and Bronn leaned forward, hi tongue darting quickly across my lips as I began to move to the music in my head. I found the beat, the slow throb of my core, and with the three bears watching me, I began to move.

  I closed my eyes to better hear the music in my head, but before long I couldn't resist. I wanted to watch them watching me.

  There was a low growl.

  The three men were gone. My dancing had shattered their fragile self-control, and their animals were loosed. Three huge brown bears now stood in their place, their massive bodies taking up nearly the whole of my tiny dressing room. They regarded me hungrily, with sharp teeth and coal-black eyes. One of them growled again.

  I smiled without fear. "Do you like what you see? Keep watching me. I like when you watch me."

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  Serving The Werebear

  (WEREBEAR SHIFTER BDSM STEAMY ROMANCE)

  By Nikki Wild

  Copyright 2015 Nikki Wild

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  SERVING THE WEREBEAR

  (WEREBEAR SHIFTER BDSM EROTIC ROMANCE)

  This darkly romantic short story features a sophisticated shifter with dominant passions, and the woman who learns the difference between fairy tales and her own twisted fantasy…

  Rafe's amber eyes twinkled as he ran the length along his hands.

  "Silver," he said, "it's pure silver. And it does nothing to me… Do you see that? Yet another fairy tale humans still tell themselves to imagine they are safe. Silver can not hurt me."

  He grinned, showing me his pearly white teeth, sharp and hungry. "But it will probably hurt you. You would like that, wouldn’t you?"

  “Yes, sir,” I whispered.

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  SERVING THE WEREBEAR

  To be perfectly honest, I was expecting a filthy cave… Even in my wildest fantasies, I didn’t imagine finding myself at the door of the most incredible mansion I had ever seen in my life.

  But once I thought about it, it made sense.

  Of course Rafe Lowell wouldn’t live in a cave. He was much too refined and well-bred for that. The rest of the shifters at the club may be rough and un-civilized, but Rafe wouldn’t let himself stoop to that level. What little humanity he retained was of the highest breeding

  That was why I was here, of course. I would’t have come home with any of the usual customers. Humans and shifters don’t mix. It’s a rule I survived by for a long time…

  But Rafe was something different.

  "I'm so glad you are here."

  His voice thrilled through me, sending tingles down my spine. This was why I was here too. Because shifters, as dangerous and unpredictable as they were, turned me on like nothing else. "I'm glad too," I answered, trying not to squirm on the leather sofa. I knew his senses were more acute. He had to be able to smell my desire.

  I swallowed hard and ducked my head as his strange amber eyes raked over my body. I couldn't tell if he liked what he saw or not. Certainly I had done my best. My dark locks were piled high up on my head, setting off the swoop of my long neck. I knew I looked my best, appetizing even. Appealing to shifters was part of my job description. I had worked at the club long enough to figure I knew exactly what I was in for tonight. Although I will admit, Rafe had me nervous.

  It's the unpredictable ones you have to watch.

  I shifted on the sofa again, and felt the squeak of the leather underneath my thighs. I wiggled slightly, very aware of the fact that I wasn't wearing panties. I wondered if Rafe could tell. The thought of him sensing my nakedness was accompanied by a sudden downward surge of desire.

  And then I saw his nose twitch and a slight ripple of his taut, bunching muscles and then I was certain he knew

  A normal shifter would have let his animal take over. Desire should have made it impossible to resist the scent of my slickening pussy. I closed my eyes, expecting him to leap upon me.

/>   But Rafe Lowell was not an ordinary werebear.

  Instead, he finished mixing our drinks and came back from around the mahogany bar. I had never met anyone who had a bar in his house before, but then again, I had never met anyone, human or shifter, like Rafe before.

  Rafe placed his foot on the sofa next to me and leaned his elbow on his knee. "Selena, correct?" He extended the rocks glass to me. His hand was massive and I caught the sight of a thickly muscled wrist under his crisp white dress shirt.

  "Correct," I smiled winningly.

  "You were named for the moon?"

  I blushed slightly under his penetrating gaze, but I had to stick to my story. "That's right."